True Heros Never Die

by inuyashas-pen

Shizriu Kanto was a basic Spartan II. He takes the missions that he's given and does them. He and his Marine Squad did all they could to save Harvest. They never could live down the fact that they lost Harvest. But they are determined to save humanity.

Shizriu sat in the Pelican with his Combat Rifle laying in his lap. He was staring at the floor of the Pelican sick to his stomach. It was his first ride down to the planet Harvest.

He was about to face an enemy that was just recently discovered. He looked up and noticed that his squad was staring at him with concerned faces.

He cursed himself for showing such weakness in front of his own squad. He should have remembered his training. He gave them all a reassuring smile and then looked over at a nearby marine.

He didn't have any other Spartan II with him. He didn't think he needed to have any of his fellow Spartans. He wanted to see the potential of regular marines. He knew that they all had something within that made them excellent.

He then put on his helmet. The MJOLNIR armor was a good fit, and it provided more protection against the Covenant's plasma-based weapons. But it would still breach the armor, and hurt like hell.

Shizriu stood and decided to brief his troops on what to do as they landed on the planet. "Alright Marines! We are about to breach the atmosphere of Harvest! We know that there is a threat there that seems to want to eradicate Human life as we know it. When we touch down I expect all of you to pitch in and help build a base. After that we are to wait for further orders from FLEETCOM. After that, we shall kick some alien ass!"

As Shizriu finished his last sentence the marines let out a hardy "HOORA!" He smiled as he knew that his squad had really lightened up. He then buckled up just in time as the Pelican Broke the atmosphere of Harvest.

He was tossed around in his harness and he sighed a breath of relief as he realized that it could have been worse. As the Pelican touched down he then undid his harness and stood up.

He then grabbed some of the equipment that they were suppose to take with them for their base. He made three rounds and that was all the equipment. He then went up to the cockpit of the Pelican and told the pilot to drop the Warthog and leave back to the Cruiser that was waiting in orbit until they needed to be picked up.

Shizriu walked out and saw that the equipment had already been unpacked and set up. Their base was up and running and one of the marines had FLEETCOM on the line. Shizriu took over and started to be briefed on their assignment.